Thoughts On Love #18
Thoughts on Love #18
You make me strong. Not because you are my other half, but in fact because you were not. You broke my heart- you broke me- so I had no choice but to grow stronger. I had to make sure that nobody would ever hurt me again the way you did. You were my weakness, and now without you I am the best version of myself.
So yes, you make me strong. But it is only through your weakness that I had ever achieved it.
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Fly, little Icarus
But don't you touch the sun
Your wings may melt and falter
But you are still my son.
I saw you walking as a babe
Your first few tottering steps
And now you soar so high above
But you cannot imagine its depths
So fly, my little Icarus
But fear the sun's hot rays
Your fragile feathers fall apart
And you fall back from whence you came
She is like the ocean
Her waves as soft and calm
Brushing my ankles
Like kisses at dawn
She is like the ocean
The towering frozen sea
Where the waves as tall as mountains
Threaten to topple me
She is like the ocean
Dark, at times, but brave
Stronger than I ever was
And soothing through the days
Graveyard At Midnight
The crow caws once.
A shiver down my spine
I wanted nothing more than to preserve what was mine.
The crow caws again.
Another eerie cry
I tried to fight fate, but you cant win with a lie.
The crow caws once more
A body in the ground
No headstone to mark, only soil in a mound.
The crow falls silent.
The empty only grows
The last attempt to hide my sins, causes them to show.
Poems are
Words that can
Never find a place,
But can always find a home
In your heart
An amber tinted room
Grey with clouds of smoke
That make my head spin
Like a vinyl record
Spiraling down
Until all i know
Are your violet eyes
And our desperate howls
Beneath the crimson moon
How cute, he got me roses
As if plants could fix this mess
The paleness of the petals
Are completely meaningless.
But still, he bought me flowers
I guess that means he cares
But it takes a little more than that
To make this all seem fair.
Thoughts on Love #7
I dream of you. I didn't see your hair or your eyes, but I still knew it was you. I could feel you, even if we were a thousand worlds apart. You are the purest soul- the one I long to rest within, even when everything else fades
No matter who you are on the outside, I will love what is within. Always.
I heard the whispers of gold
That rode on the breath of dawn
They were quiet
With their tickling breath
As i was sobered by the sun
There was so much more
That i should have said
So i look at the sky
And scream to the stars
The words that would've
Made you stay
Never in my life before
Have i felt this unfulfilling ache
Which rises with the rosy sun
But never seems to set
At twilight
